I lost my ridiculous accent without acquiring another

I write with experiences in mind, but I don't write about them, I write out of them.

Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea—

I think that in the process of writing, all kinds of unexpected things happen that shift the poet away from his plan and that these accidents are really what we mean when we talk about poetry.

The first year was like icing. Then the cake started to show through.

I always thought that writing poetry was in itself a political act.

Not until it starts to stink does the inevitable happen.